Here without you baby

*Anais* · 05-10-2015, 11:55 PM

Walk | Talk | Think

Anais was sure now that he felt the same, and her admission was spoken with the expectancy of hearing the same words back. Just another quiet I love you to match hers and confirm for her, in words, what she now believed without a doubt. But it was not in the same way that he said it. They were far too close for her to miss he sudden emotion that filled his eyes and made them mist over with the intensity of it. If anything, he made it more pronounced as he leaned his head in to hers and pressed their foreheads together so that she could look squarely into his eyes and see them even more clearly. And his manner of telling her, bringing up the one night she had stayed with him, the one night upon the cliff, made her heart swell.

For a second time, her eyes misted over with unshed tears and a quiet, quick laugh broke from her smiling face before she stopped the rest. If she laughed too much in her current state, she was sure to begin crying in earnest, and she did not want to do that, even if they were happy tears. But she was amazed that Glacier had said what he did. The cliff side? Was that not when she began to question it too? And that whole time, she reflected, she had wondered what his feelings were like, whether he might have liked her then as she was just starting to realize the feelings of "like" that she had for him were actually "love."

As her thoughts reflected back to that time, the game that they had played, some things that had failed to click then started to fall into place. He had asked, point blank, if she had ever been in love. He had admitted to it himself too, though she had been too nervous to ask then. Now, however, knowing he did, knowing he had then, Anais realized she finally had her answer. Her golden eyes widened just a little as she looked across at him, her forehead still resting against his. "You mentioned it," she said with obvious surprise, "you said you knew what love felt like. That you'd only felt it once." And she had been too scared to think of who he had been talking about when it had been her all along.

Art by Arin

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